Seeing a table of sumptuous delicacies, accompanied by two beautiful girls, Zhao Qingyu couldn't help but have an appetite, and half of the wine and food were killed by him alone, so devouring the way to eat made the two girls laugh. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhao Qingyu doesn't care about his image, he is indeed hungry, all he has eaten in Heishui River these days is seafood and other foods, although it is rich in nutrition, but the taste can only be described by the words "difficult to swallow", I really don't know how the guys in the water tribe can eat it, this is completely abusing themselves.

"Master, what happened to Bai Suzhen?"

Xin'er supported her chin with one hand, and her big black and white eyes stared at Zhao Qingyu curiously, eager to know the direction of the story from his mouth. Hearing Xin'er's question, Song Xianglan secretly pricked up her ears, she wanted to know the ending of Bai Suzhen and Xu Xian, the two of them had different paths, and they could really be combined.

"They...... Hey!" Zhao Qingyu sighed, and when he saw that the two women were anxious, he blinked his eyes and said with a smile: "She, she was with Xu Xian later!"

Hearing this, Song Xianglan glanced at him and said angrily: "People want to know what happened in the middle, not just the ending." After saying that, she realized that her actions were unreserved, and she couldn't help but blush her cheeks, and hurriedly brushed the hair around her ears with her hand to hide her unnatural look.

Seeing that Song Xianglan was revealing this kind of moving style for the first time, Zhao Qingyu's soul was hooked away, how could there be any reason not to recruit from the truth. The ins and outs of the story were clearly told in a few words, and when they heard that Bai Suzhen and Xu Xian were living happily together in the end, Song Xianglan and Xin'er put a heart back into their stomachs, with a light smile on the corner of their mouths.

A meal was spent in "The Legend of the White Lady" told by Zhao Qingyu. After finishing, Xin'er got up to clean up the leftovers on the table, and Zhao Qingyu also got up, but instead of helping, he said to Song Xianglan, who was sitting opposite: "Xianglan, I see that the moonlight is good tonight, let's go out for a walk." ”

"Hmm!"

The two walked side by side on a quiet street.

The moonlight was like water, sprinkling on the two of them, stretching the background of the two of them for a long time, and there was silence all around, only the intermittent sound of insects sounding. At this moment, Zhao Qingyu's mood is extremely relaxed, he has been in this world for a few years, and it is the first time he has taken a leisurely walk, and it is with the person he likes.

This feeling is really good, and I remember that I often walked with my parents, and how warm the picture was. And now, the sky above my head is still the same sky, and the ground under my feet is still the same earth, but the surrounding environment has changed dramatically, and my parents and myself are already separated by two lives, like two parallel lines in the air, which will never have a chance to intersect.

Suddenly, Zhao Qingyu looked up at the bright moon in the sky, only to feel that it was so round and so bright, like a lovely cake, but his heart was not happy. Song Xianglan saw his movements on the side, and said with a smile: "Brother Zhao, the Mid-Autumn Festival has passed, you want to come here last night, there are crowds of people, and it is very lively." ”

"Mid-Autumn Festival!"

Zhao Qingyu thought a little distractedly, the memory struck again, those warm pictures of the past were like a needle desperately piercing his heart, he was stung alive, and tears couldn't help blurring his vision. Seeing this, although Song Xianglan didn't know why, she had a sympathetic experience, reached out to hold his hand, and muttered softly: "Brother Zhao, don't you often persuade me not to live in pain, to be a man to look forward, as long as I live happily, it is more important than anything else!"

Hearing this, Zhao Qingyu was stunned, and those memories in his mind went away like a receding tide. At this moment, he suddenly figured out that the way of heaven is ruthless and life is impermanent, this is not just talking.

After thinking about it, he felt that he seemed to have an extra layer of understanding of the Great Dao, and he couldn't say what was more specific for a while. I only feel that the Heavenly Dao has its own unique trajectory, and everything in the dark is destined by the heavens, if I remember the past like tonight, and I can't extricate myself from it, I am afraid that the Dao heart that I have painstakingly cultivated will be destroyed in one fell swoop, and I am afraid that my future cultivation will only be limited to the present, and there will even be a risk of retreat.

After calming down, Zhao Qingyu felt Song Xianglan's soft little hand holding his hand, and he felt tenderness in his heart, and said in a firm tone: "Xianglan, do you know, since I first saw you, I have liked you." ”

As he spoke, he took out a white handkerchief from his arms, and said: "This is what you left in Sanqingguan, since the moment I picked it up, I thought that one day I could return it to you with my own hands." It's just that I have been entangled in many things in the past few months, and I didn't have a chance until today. ”

Listening to Zhao Qingyu's affectionate confession, Song Xianglan's heart was pounding nervously, as if she was about to jump out of her mouth. If she had been before, she would have let go of Zhao Qingyu's hand and run away, and then find a place where no one was there to hide and calm her beating heart, but after these few days of gains and losses, she suddenly understood that she could not do without him in her life, and he was also her last relative in this world.

Song Xianglan glanced left and right, and saw that there was no one around, so she was relieved, and said boldly: "Brother Zhao, people... People are also ...... I like you!" As soon as these words came out, her face suddenly turned red like a ripe apple, and she buried her head tightly in her arms, for fear that others would see her shyness.

Zhao Qingyu was overjoyed, thinking that it would take some twists and turns for Song Xianglan to promise herself, but she didn't expect things to go so smoothly, she was so cute. Pulling Song Xianglan's shoulders with both hands, staring at her evasive but joyful gaze, Zhao Qingyu said with affection: "Xianglan, I swear, no matter how the world changes, even if the sea becomes mulberry, my love for you will be unswerving!"

"Well, Brother Zhao, I believe in you!"

Song Xianglan leaned her head on Zhao Qingyu's arms, only feeling that her whole body was full of happiness, and she only hoped that this moment would stay forever until she was old!

Zhao Qingyu gently hugged her slender waist, felt the softness of her body, smelled her fragrance, there was no trace of desire in his heart, there was only a deep satisfaction. I don't know how long it took before Zhao Qingyu let go of her and said, "Let's go, go back and rest early." ”

When they returned to Song's house, they found Xin'er lighting candles and sitting in the hall waiting for them. It's just that it's close to the night at this time, and this girl can't resist sleepiness, so she leans back on her cheeks and falls asleep on the chair.

Song Xianglan stepped forward to wake her up and asked her to go back to her room to rest. Xin'er yawned, glanced at the two of them curiously, saw that the young lady's face was a little red, seemed to understand something, grinned, and went back to the room.

As soon as she left, there were only two people left in the hall, and the atmosphere was a little ambiguous. Song Xianglan's expression was a little unnatural, she glanced at Zhao Qingyu in a low voice, and whispered: "Brother Zhao, you should rest early!"

"Well, but you have to promise me one thing!" Zhao Qingyu smiled evilly, staring at Song Xianglan's sexy lips as thin as cicada wings, as if he was paying some bad attention.

"What's the matter?"

"Close your eyes and I'll tell you!"

Zhao Qingyu looked mysterious, and although Song Xianglan was puzzled, she still obediently closed her eyes. Zhao Qingyu smiled thiefly, walked up to her, tilted his head and was about to kiss her, but when he saw that beautiful and flawless face, his movements couldn't help but stop, and his heart suddenly jumped nervously, and his breath became disordered at this moment.

He was a little surprised, kissing was no stranger to him, why did he have this kind of performance as a junior brother, could it be that Song Xianglan was too beautiful, he couldn't bear to start, or was he in stage fright? Seeing Song Xianglan's eyelashes move slightly, he seemed to be unable to suppress his curiosity and want to fight for his eyes, Zhao Qingyu didn't care about anything else, lowered his head and drove his mouth tight.

As the saying goes: the opportunity must not be lost, and the loss will not come again!

Hum, Song Xianglan's brain was blank, and she wanted to push Zhao Qingyu away hard, but she found that the strength in her body was lost at this moment, and even her body had to be supported by the other party.

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